Just got off work a couple hours ago and now I'm sitting at a seedy internet cafe downtown Ottawa listening to Alanis on my iPod thinking," Why is this song my fucking life?" (Alanis also hails from Ottawa)
I'm broke but I'm happy
I'm poor but I'm kind
I'm short but I'm healthy, yeah
I'm high but I'm grounded
I'm sane but I'm overwhelmed
I'm lost but I'm hopeful baby
What it all comes down to Is that everything's gonna be fine fine fine
I've got one hand in my pocket
And the other one is giving a high five
I feel drunk but I'm sober
I'm young and I'm underpaid
I'm tired but I'm working, yeah
All of the above is sadly true, except the drunk part. If I was feeling drunk, this would be the last place you would find me. I'm pretty sure the Swine Flu did not start in Mexico, it was actually at this joint. I remember coming here on my breaks when I worked at the "Bling" Store (by bling I mean chains that spun and ice that would probably give you an ear infection). There were always cockroaches on the walls.Wow, and as we speak the couple sitting in front of me blasts a Drake song and a homeless man walks in the door. Did I mention the back is a rent a room Karaoke where people do coke? And me? Sitting here with a starbucks, listening to Dragonette on my iPod touch, rerferencing my "Keep calm have a cupcake" journal as I readjust my mother's gold rolex thinking of what I could possibly talk about after not blogging for so long. I did have a laptop, but my cousin broke by laptop beyond repair and then gave 120 $. Thanks?
This is my reality at the moment.
Well, my computer time is runnning out but I'm sure you're getting the general idea.
Mood: Tired.
